To THAT boy,

I could say that I regret you, but really when I sit back and think about it, do I really? Instead, I'm going to choose to thank you, thank you from the bottom of my heart for teaching me some of the best lessons. If it weren't for you I wouldn't be where I am today.

First I want to thank you for giving me "butterflies." I learned that feelings come fast, and falling comes even faster. That just because THAT guy may be the "hottest" and the most athletic don't mean he's ready to hold something as fragile and special as my heart.

Thank you for putting your friends before me. It made me realize that I'd rather be alone than be anyone's second choice. It gave me the strength to demand what I need and want in future relationships and to not let anyone walk all over me. It showed me that I need to put myself before anyone else, that includes my girls. My girls will always come first.

Thank you for lying to my face not once, but countless times. I discovered that actions DO speak louder than words. And that not everyone is who they seem to appear. No guy should just say "I love you," he needs to prove it. I could have begged for your love but instead, I got up, dressed up, went out and enjoyed life with the people who do love me, for me.

Thank you for having the worst intentions with me. Being used and abused is what mentally screws us all up the most. But it taught me that I am my own self and I am unique. I don't have to give in to what someone else wants. I decide what I can and can't do with my body. It is mine. I am mine, nobody else's to just treat like a Stop N Go. You taught me that if a body is all that somebody wants, I should run in the other direction.

Thank you for making my heart so weak that I couldn't help but give in to you. I learned that sneaking out of the house and living on the wild side is a real rush (especially when you have a really loud door), but that giving someone the power to walk all over you like a doormat is not okay. Don't be the secret or the one that keeps running back to what broke you in the first place. He wouldn't have left if he cared. I deserve someone who will risk much more than being grounded for leaving the house at 2 a.m.

Finally, Thank you for not liking my dad. This taught me that nothing is more important than family. Literally NOTHING. It made me see that someday I want to find someone just like my dad because he is my king and I am his little princess. He supports me through everything and holds me tight through all the hurdles life throws at me. And if I did ever find someone that is half the man he is then I would be choosing the right one.

So to THAT boy (the one we all have), don't come knocking on my door again, because I'm way better off without you.

xoxo,

Kiki